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Is that because you have not experienced it, Or due to the reason that you hear only bad about it, Rotting & offensive stench of death discourages you, yes it does. You would call me a mad man if I said that I've tried dying once, But yes, definitely I've tried it once by getting my bike, My helmet-protected head collided onto road. It was because of the mishap I passed into a long sleep from it, Or you may prefer to use the more appropriate word for it- coma, Testing my limits & my loved ones for their love that I turned poetic. Personality changes occur after a great emotional or physical upheaval, So did to me, definitely was less bent towards this art form, My people think I'm not me but someone primeval. You & anyone who claims the otherwise to be true can confuse it to be bad, With extremest pain for the self & the family of the one who dies, But it's not their only confusion & not their only fear. What we fear isn't just death, It's the addictions controlling you & me, Addiction of family, vices & oxygen made me win!
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Dec 31, 2012
Dec 31, 2012 at 2:19 AM UTC
Why Are You Afraid Of The Unseen?
Is that because you have not experienced it, Or due to the reason that you hear only bad about it, Rotting & offensive stench of death discourages you, yes it does. You would call me a mad man if I said that I've tried dying once, But yes, definitely I've tried it once by getting my bike, My helmet-protected head collided onto road. It was because of the mishap I passed into a long sleep from it, Or you may prefer to use the more appropriate word for it- coma, Testing my limits & my loved ones for their love that I turned poetic. Personality changes occur after a great emotional or physical upheaval, So did to me, definitely was less bent towards this art form, My people think I'm not me but someone primeval. You & anyone who claims the otherwise to be true can confuse it to be bad, With extremest pain for the self & the family of the one who dies, But it's not their only confusion & not their only fear. What we fear isn't just death, It's the addictions controlling you & me, Addiction of family, vices & oxygen made me win!
© Atul Kaushal
Atul
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35/M/Indian
Dec 31, 2012
Dec 31, 2012 at 2:19 AM UTC
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